You were there so you say Your fake as fuck so go away Plastic - part-time poser Plastic - part-time loser Plastic - part-time poser Plastic - part-time
kicked. And niggas laugh, til' tha first mothafucka got blasted. I put the nigga in his casket, Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic. I smoke blunts
Smoke and blow out they blunts Sipping Henney Drunk nights And hot days Cocking my heat shooting it sideways A wife on the run Full of common blunts
lil' ass kicked Niggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-ted I put the nigga in his casket and now they covering the bastard in plastic I smoke blunts
't get down like that Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches I stay blunted, And never
never jam if I gotta blam blam! If you not a regular, I'm taxin' you like Uncle Sam Rubber gloves, blue magic and some Downy sheets Plenty plastic wrap
my own understanding quick Let me get the single out Think Mr. Radio say the starlight Is the same star bright I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is
brown paper bag money push my matress threw the roof This for my niggas getitn brown paper bag money This for my strippers gettin black plastic bag
stunt my glock packed a punch Or have em catch em when send the pinebox Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt To my niggas, we
bastards Catch a cab to Manhattan, with that Broadway actin' You hype, that Belly shit'll get you capped and wraped in plastic Tell the captain to ask
Gotta Say Proof R.I.P Thats For Em The 40 Oz Spillin Thats For Him I Got The System In The Bently On Blast For Him I Go Bananas Like Plastic Timbs And
